Weathered copper wiring and piping which have been burnt
cannot tell of the horror of the 7th February, 2009, but there is a strange kind of beauty in this photograph. Nor can it tell of the sheer terror that we heard voiced to us on Sunday, as we were privileged to meet a family whose business was destroyed in the fires, and despite everything hopes live on.
Rebuilding is a slow process, and fresh green shoots sprouting on blackened tree trunks, an old wheelbarrow planted with some flowers to brighten the bleak landscape.
Looking upwards, on this wintry day (seven degrees C) we saw snow on the distant hills, and the nearer ridge shows the stark outline of fire ravaged trees, a black lacy edging to the mountain.
